I’m in my later-middle 20s. I read A Continuous Lean every day and espy the Sartorialist every few days. I’m breaking in my Oxfords and finding shoes that will last. I accessorize well. What I’m trying to say is that my clothing style is starting to move towards verging on becoming slightly boring.

I kind of figure, then, that one day I will wake up and be rid of the desire to spend $10 at the Salvation Army on a cadre of bright-colored, quirky T-shirts. That day wasn’t yesterday.